Chapter 8

His touch was revolting.

I felt physically sick.

But Damian was oblivious.

He kept talking.

"I just looked it up.We can get it done in two days.A big wedding is too much to plan,but we can go straight to City Hall."

Everything I had ever wanted from him…

He was now tossing it at me like it was nothing.

The thought made my stomach turn.

Tiffany walked in,her eyes flashing with jealousy.

"Aww.Looks like your little puppy-dog routine actually worked."

The man I'd slapped chimed in,his voice dripping with venom.

"See?No shame gets you everywhere.Damian really has her well-trained."

Damian raised an eyebrow.

He laced his fingers through mine,forcing my hand into his.

"For the next three months,she's the only woman you'll see on my arm.So show some respect."

He acted like he was defending me.

In reality,he was just making me look pathetic.

I cut him off,my voice ice.

"I have a fiancé.I am not marrying you.Have some self-respect."

The air in the room froze.

Damian let out a sharp,bitter laugh.

"A fiancé?Aurora,are you kidding?Enough with the tantrum.Who else but me would ever marry you?"

His friend snickered.

"This is priceless.She's sloppy seconds,playing hard to get because Damian looked her way."

Tiffany looked down her nose at me,like she was offering charity.

"Aurora,a word of advice,woman to woman?Quit while you're ahead."